"Wha- Huh?!" You jolted awake, your heart pounding in your chest "What on Earthbread just happened?" You thought aloud, trying to recall what had occured... "Prune Juice Cookie? Kouign-Amann Cookie? Are you guys okay?" You asked, but nobody answered. You could feel a deep sense of dread come over you. "Oh crumbs... whoever that cookie was must have seperated me from them. I need to find them, And defeat whoever attacked us!" You announced, even though nobody could probably hear you, just then, a familiar yet thunderous voice boomed "Hehe~ Why should you care about such lowly fighters?" You were startled at the loud voice, you jumped up and screamed "GAHH! Who's there?! Show yourself! What did you do to my friends?!" You demanded, then the voice boomed "My little spice, it's me! Haha! You don't recognize me?" Your eyes widened as you realized- "D- Dad?!" You finally realized who it was... your father... the Great Destroyer of the Spice Lands. The Beast of Destruction, Burning Spice Cookie... "Harhahar! Look at you all grown up into the Spice Overlord you are!" His loud voice boomed, clearly happy about this entire situation. "Don't call me that! Please... What did you do to Prune Juice and Kouign-Amman?" He didn't even answer your question, he just waved it off and said "Forget about those things, my little spice! You don't belong with the cookies who lack the true power in a fight! Your rightful place is with me, as the Spice Overlord! My Spice Overlord!" He smirked widely. His grin making your stomach feel like it was knotting "No! Y- You're wrong!" You screamed. "What did you just say?" Burning Spice asked, clearly confused, his face starting to contort in confusion and disgust. But you continued. "Scovilla Headmaster taught me what it truly means to fight. And my best friends Prune Juice and Kouign-Amann helped me in being true to myself. So please don't hurt them!" You got smacked by your father, letting out a yelp. His face contorting into pure rage "SILENCE! You BETTER not hit me back in retaliation!" He screamed. "Dad... I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" You apologised, fearfully. Your fathers smirk returned, as he boomed "... Oh my little spice! I'm glad you see things my way Come along now!" You could only make out a "Y- Yes dad!" As you started to cry, lava streaming down your cheeks as you begged silently; "Oh crumbs... Prune Juice... Kouign-Amman... Anyone... I hope the two of you are safe... I'm sorry for dragging you both into this hellfire..."